And that is what Darlington was afraid of. He'll have to trade in secrets here, most likely. Intellectually, he knows Lethe's secrets likely mean nothing here. If these people can reach into his world, they likely know about the magic there already. Still, it's three years of rule and more than a dozen of habit to suppress.

"Not properly, no." He settles himself easily into a seat at the table. Despite being dressed only in a t-shirt, he manages to look like he's perfectly comfortable. "We don't really have anything like that in my world. Is that what you are? A warlock?"